The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 126 Night of the Full Moon, Top of the Forbidden City, Sword God Zhu Jianxian

Fengtian Temple is the highest-regulated and largest palace in the Forbidden City.

As the palace where the Asahi Hall is held, this palace has an unusual significance for the royal family.

At the beginning, Zhu Houzhao tried his best to reject all opinions and chose this place as the battlefield for the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, but he was often nagged by civil officials.

Tonight, at the very top of the hall, on the red brick roof, Ximen Chuuxue, dressed in white, with a stern face, held his sword in his hands, and waited quietly with his eyes closed.

He has been waiting here for half an hour, but from the beginning to the end, Ye Gucheng did not show up.

Many of the hundred knight-errants watching the battle below had even begun to feel a little impatient, feeling that their 5 taels of silver was wasted.

"Then Ye Gucheng shouldn't be afraid of death and dare not come?"

"Impossible, how can a figure like the Sword Immortal be afraid of fighting? He must be delayed by something, maybe he is on his way now!"

"I hope, I spent more than half of my net worth just to watch the battle. If I can't fight, I wonder if Jin Yiwei will refund my money?"

Ximen Chuuxue acted as if he didn't hear the comments of the people watching the battle below, with his eyes closed and his body motionless, as if he would never leave this place until his opponent arrived.

Time passed little by little, until the full moon was hanging high in the sky, and half of the night had passed, in the west of the imperial palace, a figure in white clothes like snow floated over against the backdrop of the breeze and the bright moon, like an exile.

He is Ye Gucheng, Lin Nuo and others, and finally agreed to his request to complete the decisive battle.

Like catkins in the wind, Ye Gucheng's handsome figure drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and landed lightly on the other end of Fengtian Hall, facing Ximen Chuixue far away.

"You're here!" Ximen Chuuxue suddenly opened his eyes, his body full of fighting spirit.

"I'm coming!" Ye Gucheng's expression was still indifferent, and he was neither sad nor happy, as if he had lost the expression that a mortal should have.

Both of them are dressed in white clothes like snow, both are the top masters in kendo, both are cold and indifferent, and both are unsmiling.

This scene, under the brilliance of the full moon, gave people a beautiful feeling, and one couldn't help but want to freeze this picture in his mind.

If the rotten girls of later generations saw this scene, they would have excitedly shouted "together" and "together".

Around Fengtian Temple, tens of thousands of troops had already surrounded the place. In the army formation, Zhu Houzhao was also full of excitement. Like this kind of decisive battle, which has never been seen before or since, I am afraid that this is the only way to see it in this life. once.

"Master Lin, of the two of them, who is stronger?"

"Ye Gucheng!"

"Which of the two will survive the decisive battle?"

"Ximen Chuixue!"

Lin Nuo's answer was without any hesitation. When Ye Gucheng asked to complete tonight's decisive battle, Lin Nuo knew in his heart that the other party already had a death wish, and wanted to fight for his life in a beautiful and sacred decisive battle. Draw a perfect ending!
During the question-and-answer period between the monarch and his ministers, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng had already exchanged hands in Fengtian Hall.

The two lonely peerless swordsmen, like two shooting stars, collided together at this moment, and sparks exploded that shook the sky.

The swords in the hands of the two are all rare divine swords in the world. Their swordsmanship is almost to the extreme, the indifference is to the extreme, and the beauty is to the extreme.

The sword shadows all over the sky can not only kill people, but also bring people a sense of visual enjoyment, as if the two are not fighting to the death, but are completing a sword art that is short-lived but enough to shine through the ages.

"Flying Immortals in the Sky!"

After a brief confrontation and trial, the two finally started the real killing move, and the winner and loser were divided between each move, and similarly, life and death were also divided!
It has to be said that Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven is really a sword technique that perfectly integrates speed, strength and even spirit.

Like a rainbow, like thunder, that extremely bright and extremely terrifying sword, under the amazed eyes of the people around, struck and killed Ximen Chuuxue in an instant.

For the first time, a serious expression appeared on Ximen Chuuxue's stern face. Facing the most terrifying sword technique in the world, he raised his sword technique to the extreme. He stabbed more than a dozen swords in a row.

"Keng!" "Keng!" "Keng!"

The sound of divine swords colliding with each other kept coming, and Lin Nuo quietly watched the scene of the flames bursting out.

Ximen Chuuxue's strength is very strong, but in Lin Nuo's opinion, the final superimposed strength of the dozen or so swords stabbed by the opponent in an instant should be similar to his own Kanglong Youhui blow.

With this level of strength, it is impossible to completely block Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal.

Ximen Chuuxue has never practiced top-level body training techniques such as the Yi Jin Jing, and the subsequent majestic power of Feixian Tianwai can completely destroy his internal organs in an instant!
However, just when most of the spectators felt that Ximen Chuuxue was going to be defeated, Ximen Chuuxue was not blown away as everyone expected, and even while resisting the Flying Immortal, he still had more energy , and stabbed forward again with a sword.

"puff!"

A sword piercing through the chest, the black Excalibur pierced through Ye Gucheng's entire chest without any accidents.

"Why?" Ximen Chuuxue's expression was complicated, and his face was full of doubts.

In the life-and-death blow just now, Ximen Chuuxue clearly felt that the strength of the long sword in Ye Gucheng's hand was suddenly withdrawn, which gave him a chance to fight back.

"On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, the sword god Zhu Jianxian" Ye Gucheng slowly closed his eyes with a relieved smile on his lips, "I am too lonely, and the loneliness of sticking to the sword will come from you in the future Take it!"

A trace of indescribable helplessness and sadness flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes. In this world, there is one less person worthy of drawing his sword.

Pulling out the long sword, he hid the quaint black sword, and then picked up Ye Gucheng's body.

Swords are cold, but bones are colder.

Holding Ye Gucheng's body, Ximen Chuuxue showed a sad expression, and walked towards the outside of the Forbidden City step by step.

As for the tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers around, he never looked at them from the beginning to the end.

"Your Majesty, do you want to keep this person?" beside Zhu Houzhao, Eunuch Chu Fang asked in a low voice.

As a top master, Eunuch Chu Fang knows in his heart that after today, Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship will definitely improve again, and maybe it won't be long before there will be another person like Ye Gucheng in this world.

Zhu Houzhao first glanced at Lin Nuo, then shook his head, "I agree to the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, and I still can't make a decision that will make the world laugh at me!"

(End of this chapter)